Feb. 26th, 2002
trivial pursuit
Feb. 26th, 2002 09:57 amThe other day while my mom, Cindy and I were waiting for dinner, we were playing Trivial pursuit, Jeopardy style. I gave the answers, and the players were to guess the questions. (actually, I don't think the players were too into this game, but they did manage to get a few.)
Here's one from the Arts & Literature category:
an alarm clock
Can anyone guess the question?
Here's one from the Arts & Literature category:
an alarm clock
Can anyone guess the question?
we have a question!
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It was an interesting answer because although an alarm clock is a common thing in literature and movies, there are few that play such an integral role. There are quite a few that begin an adventure, but of those, I think few stand out. There aren't many that define a character like this one does.
Can you think of any other significant alarm clocks?
A Cajun moved to Texas and bought a donkey from and old farmer for $100. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day. The next day the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry, but I got some bad news. The donkey died."
"Well, then just give me my money back."
"Cain't do that. I went and spent it already."
Okay then. Just unload the donkey."
What ya gonna do with 'im?"
I'm gonna raffle him off."
"Ya cain't raffle off a dead donkey."
"Sure I can. Just watch. I just won't tell anyone he's dead."
A month later the farmer met up with the Cajun and asked, "What ever happened with the dead donkey?"
"I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of eight hundred ninety-eight dollars."
"Didn't no one complain?"
"Just the guy who won. so I gave him his two dollars back."
"Well, then just give me my money back."
"Cain't do that. I went and spent it already."
Okay then. Just unload the donkey."
What ya gonna do with 'im?"
I'm gonna raffle him off."
"Ya cain't raffle off a dead donkey."
"Sure I can. Just watch. I just won't tell anyone he's dead."
A month later the farmer met up with the Cajun and asked, "What ever happened with the dead donkey?"
"I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of eight hundred ninety-eight dollars."
"Didn't no one complain?"
"Just the guy who won. so I gave him his two dollars back."